The day they first met was a time of war and chaos.
The Great Xia faced upheaval at home and threats abroad. The imperial family, its authority long since fallen into other hands, had become little more than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
With no loyal ministers left at court, that person came to the war-torn Western Capital under the banner of "rallying to the emperor's defense."
Then an arrow pinned her younger brother dead.
Bright red blood spurted out, splashing across the face of the girl in disguise.
The newcomer put away her bow, dismounted, and knelt before her.
She steadied the girl's trembling hand and said:
"This subject, Song Duo, was too late to come to Your Majesty's aid. Please punish me."
A pair of eyes as dark as ink clearly saw through everything.
Why change the world right in front of everyone?
The hand held out to her was warm and strong, an unmistakable contrast to the cold composure with which she had killed.
To survive, Yan Fengqing could only grasp it tightly and play the puppet emperor Song Duo needed.
Fear, hatred, indignation...
All of Yan Fengqing's resentment toward Song Duo turned into a long silence the moment the bloodstained armor came off.
The ambitious woman gripped her wrist and pinned her beneath her, ignoring her reopened wound as she threatened viciously, "If you want to live, keep your mouth shut!"
Yan Fengqing knew her place and endured everything, yet life remained difficult.
Because from that point on, the powerful minister, whose intentions were obvious to all, no longer looked at her with innocent eyes.
And really, who could have imagined...
That an emperor and a chancellor, who should have been sworn enemies, would be whispering intimately together in the quiet of night?
Theme: We all have a bright future ahead of us
